#soc mark

Hard Hours: Different 🔞 requests

Princess and The Frog: Part One Part Two 🎀

Early Heat: Mark’s mate goes into heat early  🎀

I’m Not Crazy: After Mark sees a murder, his wife thinks he’s gone crazy 💔🚬

Mrs.Tuan: Mark struggles to ask Y/N one very important question. 😊🎀

Warmth: Strangers to Lovers - Star!Mark / Nymph!Y/N 🦄🎀

↳ More Warmth

Sorry: Y/N confronts Mark for the last time💔

Beautiful and Dangerous: Mark should have listened when he had the chance 🚬

Stop Frontin’ (very suggestive): When your boyfriend chests on you at a party, Mark is the last person you thought you would want to comfort you.  💔

Favorite Treat: That little dress got Mark feelin some type of way 🔞

Piggy Back: It seems like the world is out to get you, then it gives you a good looking break. 😊🎀

Mr. Tuanzy: Just keep a smile on your face and get it over with. 😊(arranged marriage au)

“Or I could taste you right now?” Tilting his head back and to the side, Mark smiles at you and licks his lips. ‘How can he say something so dirty and look so cute?’ You find yourself wondering as you stare at your boyfriend beside you. Got7 is due to go on stage within the next half hour and here Mark is talking about eating you out. As if reading your mind Mark giggles and scoots closer to you, resting his large hand on your bare knee. “I can make it quick baby girl. You just have to sit there and look pretty…” Mark’s hand slowly moves up your thigh, sending shivers down your spin as his fingertips glide across your bare skin. When Mark asked you to wear a dress tonight, you did so without question and now you know why. Pulling his bottom lip between his teeth, Mark smirks and glances down at your thighs.

“Can I have a little taste?” Mark stops his hand just below the hem of your dress making your mind battle between lust and common sense. The guys could walk in at any moment, hell anyone could walk in at any moment. Mark still has to get his makeup done; won’t the makeup artist smell your sex on his breath? Mark will be on stage singing to his fans, giving them all the fan service they want with the taste of you on his tongue. Mark always looks so good between your thighs and his hair is so soft…Mark smirks as he watches you lose the battle in your head. Leaning down, Mark peppers small open-mouthed kisses to your neck and he giggles when a moan slips past your lips.

Pulling away Mark grins, “Face the door and put that ass up baby girl.” Doing as asked, you get on your hands and knees; folding your arms underneath you and resting your head on top making sure to arch your back just enough to give Mark the perfect view of your ass. “You knew this was going to happen, right baby?” Mark places his hands on the back of your thighs and slowly pushes your dress up. “All the dresses you own, and you picked the yellow one? You know how much I like my baby girl in yellow.” The cool air of the room hits your skin, and you shiver. “Such a pretty contrast on your skin tone…” Mark smirks at the pale green lace thong you are wearing, he loves it when you were Earth and Sky tones. “When the sun kissed the Earth, beauty was born.” Pushing your thong down your legs, Mark lowers himself and presses a soft kiss to the small of your back.

“You have always been wonderful,” Mark trails his kisses down the left side of your ass, and you bite your lower lip. Grabbing both cheeks in his hands, Mark wiggles your butt before he spreads it apart. “So wet…I haven’t even touched you yet.” Leaning in Mark licks a solid strip between your folds, and you squirm from the sudden warmth and wetness. Mark rests his forehead on your ass and groans, “Fuck…baby,” Mark sighs in delight and buries his face between your legs. You bite you lip and clamp a hand over your mouth to muffle your moans. Mark’s tongue is wild, the way his suckles at your clit sends your heart into overdrive and when his nose presses against your entrance…you are seeing stars!

“M-Mark!” His name falls from your lips in a needy wine and Mark hums against you, sending the most delicious shock waves of pleasure through your entire body. Your body is on fire, every nerve is alive and waiting for your release. The coil in your lower stomach gets tighter and tighter and you moan when Mark’s tongue thrusts into you.

Smack!

You throw your head back and gasp as Mark brings his hand down on your ass. “Oooohh fuck!” You start to wiggle your hips against Mark’s face, throwing your ass back and Mark can’t help but groan as he watches you fuck his tongue. Your moans are getting louder and Mark smirks to himself; he knows that whoever walks by can probably hear you and he knows that whoever walks in will get smacked in the face by the strong scent of sex in the air. Mark loves it.

“Cum for me baby girl, cum for me ____.” Mark kisses your thighs and groans as you start to beg for more. “More?” Mark easily slides two fingers into your dripping hole. “Anything for you baby girl…” Mark curls his ringer and middle finger, finding that sweet spot without any trouble. You body shutters and you struggle for breath as he finger fucks you into your orgasm.

“Urrggg! Ohhhhh M-Mark!”

“That’s a good girl. Yes, yes, yes…” Mark purrs and quickly attaches his mouth to your weeping pussy. He rides out your release and swallows everything you give to him, only pulling his fingers free from between your legs once you stop clenching around them. Licking his fingers clean, Mark pulls his bottom lip between his teeth and stares down at your pleasured hole. “You really are my favorite treat to eat baby girl. Thank you.” Mark stand from the couch, grabs a towel and bottle of water and comes back to you.

“Let me clean you up ____. I’m sorry if it’s a little cold,” Mark whispers softly as he pours some of the water onto the towel. Slowly and carefully Mark wipes you down and after he helps you get yourself situated before he wipes down the leather couch.

Standing up, you walk over to the mirrors and check to see if you need to touch up your hair and makeup. You definitely need to fix your hair; your edges and some loose strands of hair have started to curl making you frown. Thankfully, you packed your edge control and quickly fix what you see is wrong. You glance at Mark in the mirror and heat attacks your face as you see him watching you. “What?”

Mark shakes his head and walks over to you. He wraps his arms around your waist and presses a kiss to your shoulder. “Do you want some help?”

“Do you want to help?” Mark smiles which makes you laugh. Sitting down in the chair, you hand Mark a brush from your purse, “Don’t go too crazy.” Mark carefully pulls the hair tie from your hair and parts your hair right down the middle. You watch as Mark skillfully brushes and twists your hair into two neat braids on either side of your head. “Hump…” You smile at Mark and place a kiss on his cheek. “Not bad. I give it a solid eight out of ten.”

Mark narrows his eyes at you, “An eight?”

“They are a little uneven babe.”

Mark stares hard at his handy work and frowns. “Damn, you right. Sorry ____.” Mark warps you in his arms and you clasp your hands around the back of Mark’s neck. “Do you still love me?”

“Always.”